"You were always freer with your mind, than I was with mine," he admitted, reaching out to turn off the stove and moving the pan off of the burner entirely. Calmly, he wiped his hands on a kitchen towel, then turned, stepping towards her, through the puddle she'd made on the floor.
She was guarded, but not enough to hide the surge of her embarrassment. He put a hand on her waist, the touch feeling a bit like trying to calm a wild animal.
She frightened him. Few people could claim such a feat. The enormity of her. What he would do for her. What he felt for her. His control was a hastily constructed house of cards. She frightened him, because she knew how easily she could pull it all down, even if she sometimes forgot.
He crowded in close, his lips against her temple. "I think I might've made it for you," he admitted, quirking a smile as he ducked down to press a kiss to the top of her shoulder. "But you'll have to come here and get it."
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She was guarded, but not enough to hide the surge of her embarrassment. He put a hand on her waist, the touch feeling a bit like trying to calm a wild animal.
She frightened him. Few people could claim such a feat. The enormity of her. What he would do for her. What he felt for her. His control was a hastily constructed house of cards. She frightened him, because she knew how easily she could pull it all down, even if she sometimes forgot.
He crowded in close, his lips against her temple. "I think I might've made it for you," he admitted, quirking a smile as he ducked down to press a kiss to the top of her shoulder. "But you'll have to come here and get it."